You're sh*t. You're useless, quasi-literate at best, you are endlessly amused by violence and other people as violent as yourselves and you run around in your little pretrendy feudal fiefdoms with guns that shoot actual bullets and you wipe your flaccid, unwashed dicks on the drapes of society and you are convinced that every time you fart, piss or sit around cocking your guns that something interesting and important happens. You're not tough, you're just too stupid and lazy to support yourselves with a skill and too chickensh*t to try and live like a man.

You can't function on your own so you group together with other room temperature IQ wankers who can't function on their own either and you sit around and your little circle jerk of badassery, basking in the stink of your worthlessness and how amazing and powerful you feel in a like mindedd pack of sh*t stains who, without the rest of the wolf pack and some weapons, would be the biggest, most laughable pussies on earth. You do NOTHING, you accomplish NOTHING, you sh*t where you eat, you murder innocent people and small children at random, lie, cause, you "so cold, an' sh*t" and you act like it's an achievement.

You bark about "respeck" when the fact of the matter is, nobody respects you or should. You're violent mongoloids who learned how to squeeze a trigger on a gun you either stole or had to steal the money to get. That's it. That's your big contribution. Are people afraid of you? Of course. There is nothing quite so frightful as ignorance in action. But it's not respect. The part of the world that brings something to the table besides a fork and a hardon is largely just waiting for you to meet the violent end that you find so romantic so they can clear the tables and dance. And when they finally throw dirt on your useless ass and install a urinal on freshly turned soil, sane and worthwhile people will smile and sigh in relief. You're not even animals. If you feed and pet an animal, it might not bite you. Please feel free to shove your hardwired-to-your-dick guns in your mouths and play empty the magazine. You're hated. You're loathed. Now go look up loathed so you can "drop some knowledge" on the rest of your maggoty comrades. You're welcome.

You're sh*t. You're useless, quasi-literate at best, you are endlessly amused by violence and other people as violent as yourselves and you run around in your little pretrendy feudal fiefdoms with guns that shoot actual bullets and you wipe your flaccid, unwashed dicks on the drapes of society and you are convinced that every time you fart, piss or sit around cocking your guns that something interesting and important happens. You're not tough, you're just too stupid and lazy to support yourselves with a skill and too chickensh*t to try and live like a man.

You can't function on your own so you group together with other room temperature IQ wankers who can't function on their own either and you sit around and your little circle jerk of badassery, basking in the stink of your worthlessness and how amazing and powerful you feel in a like mindedd pack of sh*t stains who, without the rest of the wolf pack and some weapons, would be the biggest, most laughable pussies on earth. You do NOTHING, you accomplish NOTHING, you sh*t where you eat, you murder innocent people and small children at random, lie, cause, you "so cold, an' sh*t" and you act like it's an achievement.

You bark about "respeck" when the fact of the matter is, nobody respects you or should. You're violent mongoloids who learned how to squeeze a trigger on a gun you either stole or had to steal the money to get. That's it. That's your big contribution. Are people afraid of you? Of course. There is nothing quite so frightful as ignorance in action. But it's not respect. The part of the world that brings something to the table besides a fork and a hardon is largely just waiting for you to meet the violent end that you find so romantic so they can clear the tables and dance. And when they finally throw dirt on your useless ass and install a urinal on freshly turned soil, sane and worthwhile people will smile and sigh in relief. You're not even animals. If you feed and pet a ...

You're sh*t. You're useless, quasi-literate at best, you are endlessly amused by violence and other people as violent as yourselves and you run around in your little pretrendy feudal fiefdoms with guns that shoot actual bullets and you wipe your flaccid, unwashed dicks on the drapes of society and you are convinced that every time you fart, piss or sit around cocking your guns that something interesting and important happens. You're not tough, you're just too stupid and lazy to support yourselves with a skill and too chickensh*t to try and live like a man.

You can't function on your own so you group together with other room temperature IQ wankers who can't function on their own either and you sit around and your little circle jerk of badassery, basking in the stink of your worthlessness and how amazing and powerful you feel in a like mindedd pack of sh*t stains who, without the rest of the wolf pack and some weapons, would be the biggest, most laughable pussies on earth. You do NOTHING, you accomplish NOTHING, you sh*t where you eat, you murder innocent people and small children at random, lie, cause, you "so cold, an' sh*t" and you act like it's an achievement.

You bark about "respeck" when the fact of the matter is, nobody respects you or should. You're violent mongoloids who learned how to squeeze a trigger on a gun you either stole or had to steal the money to get. That's it. That's your big contribution. Are people afraid of you? Of course. There is nothing quite so frightful as ignorance in action. But it's not respect. The part of the world that brings something to the table besides a fork and a hardon is largely just waiting for you to meet the violent end that you find so romantic so they can clear the tables and dance. And when they finally throw dirt on your useless ass and install a urinal on freshly turned soil, sane and worthwhile people will smile and sigh in relief. You're not even animals. If you feed and pet a ...

You just addressed a 3 paragraph letter, that contains multi-syllable words, to the quasi-literate!

You're sh*t. You're useless, quasi-literate at best, you are endlessly amused by violence and other people as violent as yourselves and you run around in your little pretrendy feudal fiefdoms with guns that shoot actual bullets and you wipe your flaccid, unwashed dicks on the drapes of society and you are convinced that every time you fart, piss or sit around cocking your guns that something interesting and important happens. You're not tough, you're just too stupid and lazy to support yourselves with a skill and too chickensh*t to try and live like a man.

You can't function on your own so you group together with other room temperature IQ wankers who can't function on their own either and you sit around and your little circle jerk of badassery, basking in the stink of your worthlessness and how amazing and powerful you feel in a like mindedd pack of sh*t stains who, without the rest of the wolf pack and some weapons, would be the biggest, most laughable pussies on earth. You do NOTHING, you accomplish NOTHING, you sh*t where you eat, you murder innocent people and small children at random, lie, cause, you "so cold, an' sh*t" and you act like it's an achievement.

You bark about "respeck" when the fact of the matter is, nobody respects you or should. You're violent mongoloids who learned how to squeeze a trigger on a gun you either stole or had to steal the money to get. That's it. That's your big contribution. Are people afraid of you? Of course. There is nothing quite so frightful as ignorance in action. But it's not respect. The part of the world that brings something to the table besides a fork and a hardon is largely just waiting for you to meet the violent end that you find so romantic so they can clear the tables and dance. And when they finally throw dirt on your useless ass and install a urinal on freshly turned soil, sane and worthwhile people will smile and sigh in relief. You're not even animals. If you feed and pet a ...

You just addressed a 3 paragraph letter, that contains multi-syllable words, to the quasi-literate!

Nothing in there worth reading anyway. Just a bunch of angry bile and uncreative profanity.

You're sh*t. You're useless, quasi-literate at best, you are endlessly amused by violence and other people as violent as yourselves and you run around in your little pretrendy feudal fiefdoms with guns that shoot actual bullets and you wipe your flaccid, unwashed dicks on the drapes of society and you are convinced that every time you fart, piss or sit around cocking your guns that something interesting and important happens. You're not tough, you're just too stupid and lazy to support yourselves with a skill and too chickensh*t to try and live like a man.

You can't function on your own so you group together with other room temperature IQ wankers who can't function on their own either and you sit around and your little circle jerk of badassery, basking in the stink of your worthlessness and how amazing and powerful you feel in a like mindedd pack of sh*t stains who, without the rest of the wolf pack and some weapons, would be the biggest, most laughable pussies on earth. You do NOTHING, you accomplish NOTHING, you sh*t where you eat, you murder innocent people and small children at random, lie, cause, you "so cold, an' sh*t" and you act like it's an achievement.

You bark about "respeck" when the fact of the matter is, nobody respects you or should. You're violent mongoloids who learned how to squeeze a trigger on a gun you either stole or had to steal the money to get. That's it. That's your big contribution. Are people afraid of you? Of course. There is nothing quite so frightful as ignorance in action. But it's not respect. The part of the world that brings something to the table besides a fork and a hardon is largely just waiting for you to meet the violent end that you find so romantic so they can clear the tables and dance. And when they finally throw dirt on your useless ass and install a urinal on freshly turned soil, sane and worthwhile people will smile and sigh in relief. You're not even animals. If you feed and pet a ...

You're sh*t. You're useless, quasi-literate at best, you are endlessly amused by violence and other people as violent as yourselves and you run around in your little pretrendy feudal fiefdoms with guns that shoot actual bullets and you wipe your flaccid, unwashed dicks on the drapes of society and you are convinced that every time you fart, piss or sit around cocking your guns that something interesting and important happens. You're not tough, you're just too stupid and lazy to support yourselves with a skill and too chickensh*t to try and live like a man.

You can't function on your own so you group together with other room temperature IQ wankers who can't function on their own either and you sit around and your little circle jerk of badassery, basking in the stink of your worthlessness and how amazing and powerful you feel in a like mindedd pack of sh*t stains who, without the rest of the wolf pack and some weapons, would be the biggest, most laughable pussies on earth. You do NOTHING, you accomplish NOTHING, you sh*t where you eat, you murder innocent people and small children at random, lie, cause, you "so cold, an' sh*t" and you act like it's an achievement.

You bark about "respeck" when the fact of the matter is, nobody respects you or should. You're violent mongoloids who learned how to squeeze a trigger on a gun you either stole or had to steal the money to get. That's it. That's your big contribution. Are people afraid of you? Of course. There is nothing quite so frightful as ignorance in action. But it's not respect. The part of the world that brings something to the table besides a fork and a hardon is largely just waiting for you to meet the violent end that you find so romantic so they can clear the tables and dance. And when they finally throw dirt on your useless ass and install a urinal on freshly turned soil, sane and worthwhile people will smile and sigh in relief. You're not even animals. If you feed and pet a ...

This is also how I feel about the Mafia and those who like to "glorify" its culture in film and television.

You're sh*t. You're useless, quasi-literate at best, you are endlessly amused by violence and other people as violent as yourselves and you run around in your little pretrendy feudal fiefdoms with guns that shoot actual bullets and you wipe your flaccid, unwashed dicks on the drapes of society and you are convinced that every time you fart, piss or sit around cocking your guns that something interesting and important happens. You're not tough, you're just too stupid and lazy to support yourselves with a skill and too chickensh*t to try and live like a man.

You can't function on your own so you group together with other room temperature IQ wankers who can't function on their own either and you sit around and your little circle jerk of badassery, basking in the stink of your worthlessness and how amazing and powerful you feel in a like mindedd pack of sh*t stains who, without the rest of the wolf pack and some weapons, would be the biggest, most laughable pussies on earth. You do NOTHING, you accomplish NOTHING, you sh*t where you eat, you murder innocent people and small children at random, lie, cause, you "so cold, an' sh*t" and you act like it's an achievement.

You bark about "respeck" when the fact of the matter is, nobody respects you or should. You're violent mongoloids who learned how to squeeze a trigger on a gun you either stole or had to steal the money to get. That's it. That's your big contribution. Are people afraid of you? Of course. There is nothing quite so frightful as ignorance in action. But it's not respect. The part of the world that brings something to the table besides a fork and a hardon is largely just waiting for you to meet the violent end that you find so romantic so they can clear the tables and dance. And when they finally throw dirt on your useless ass and install a urinal on freshly turned soil, sane and worthwhile people will smile and sigh in relief. You're not even animals. If you feed and pet a ...

zimbomba63:I love it when the "community activists" don't understand the dynamics of the communities that they're trying to activate.

Its nothing uncommon around here, few years ago the local PD took away its gang/violence unit, there has been over 8 drive by shootings in a few months now in a town that barely has 3-6 murders a year.I remember a sad story few weeks ago of some Mother who moved from Chicago to Florida to keep something from "happening to her son", he ended up getting killed by gang bangers because he was in the wrong area/place or knew the wrong people.Unfortunately growing up "black" has its severe disadvantages of being hit by a bullet because you wear a "red shirt" in a blue zone, It seems like this level of violence is only growing with no shortage of end.

I frankly don't care, I live in a piss poor trailer trash area, the only thing is I don't have to worry about stray bullets or crackheads to often.

they sell drugs that people want to purchase and their retail locations do not have the protection of the justice system and they can't insure their products.

Yeah but the margins are great, and the lack of FDA oversight is quite liberating.

Unlike the bankers that launder money for these gangs the human people get in trouble when they get caught selling their products instead of the corporation person just getting a fine so the ROR is only attractive if you look at it in the short term.

But the youngsters never got the chance. Someone from a neighborhood gang known as Choppa City appeared outside a library window and began pointing them out as rivals from a group called the Lench Mob.

/♪Come down and beware of the black fist, the gorrillas, straight motherfarka killers in the mist.♫

Look at Detroit. A guy got beaten into a coma because he stopped to help a kid who ran in front of his truck.

The only thing that animalistic behavior will accomplish, is more justifiable hit-and-run accidents.

Why should I get caught up in compassion for that behavior? I carry NA meetings to inmates in jail every week, and they openly mock and insult me because I am white. I will continue to do it, because I am doing it for me.

One thing I do not have any longer, is a sense of responsibility or stewardship for a bunch of farking animals who come back to jail so quickly, it's sometimes hard to believe they ever got out in the first place.

Gang culture is frightening and they're doing it to themselves. I don't like to blame the victims of crime, but I avoid the communities all together because I'm not trying to make myself a vulnerable target. Most of the liberal, heart-felt compassion is coming from people who only see those communities through the media or vicariously through others who live it.

You're sh*t. You're useless, quasi-literate at best, you are endlessly amused by violence and other people as violent as yourselves and you run around in your little pretrendy feudal fiefdoms with guns that shoot actual bullets and you wipe your flaccid, unwashed dicks on the drapes of society and you are convinced that every time you fart, piss or sit around cocking your guns that something interesting and important happens. You're not tough, you're just too stupid and lazy to support yourselves with a skill and too chickensh*t to try and live like a man.

You can't function on your own so you group together with other room temperature IQ wankers who can't function on their own either and you sit around and your little circle jerk of badassery, basking in the stink of your worthlessness and how amazing and powerful you feel in a like mindedd pack of sh*t stains who, without the rest of the wolf pack and some weapons, would be the biggest, most laughable pussies on earth. You do NOTHING, you accomplish NOTHING, you sh*t where you eat, you murder innocent people and small children at random, lie, cause, you "so cold, an' sh*t" and you act like it's an achievement.

You bark about "respeck" when the fact of the matter is, nobody respects you or should. You're violent mongoloids who learned how to squeeze a trigger on a gun you either stole or had to steal the money to get. That's it. That's your big contribution. Are people afraid of you? Of course. There is nothing quite so frightful as ignorance in action. But it's not respect. The part of the world that brings something to the table besides a fork and a hardon is largely just waiting for you to meet the violent end that you find so romantic so they can clear the tables and dance. And when they finally throw dirt on your useless ass and install a urinal on freshly turned soil, sane and worthwhile people will smile and sigh in relief. You're not even animals. If you feed and pet an animal, it might not bite you. Please feel free to shove your hardwired-to-your-dick guns in your mouths and play empty the magazine. You're hated. You're loathed. Now go look up loathed so you can "drop some knowledge" on the rest of your maggoty comrades. You're welcome.

But really, tell us how you really feel.And remember, don't hold back.

Look at Detroit. A guy got beaten into a coma because he stopped to help a kid who ran in front of his truck.

The only thing that animalistic behavior will accomplish, is more justifiable hit-and-run accidents.

Why should I get caught up in compassion for that behavior? I carry NA meetings to inmates in jail every week, and they openly mock and insult me because I am white. I will continue to do it, because I am doing it for me.

One thing I do not have any longer, is a sense of responsibility or stewardship for a bunch of farking animals who come back to jail so quickly, it's sometimes hard to believe they ever got out in the first place.

Hey, look, everyone, an addict with sociopathic narcissist tendencies. Wow, never seen one of those before.

Pangea:Look at Detroit. A guy got beaten into a coma because he stopped to help a kid who ran in front of his truck.

That wasn't a gang thing. The guy got beat up because he was DWW (driving while white) in a black neighborhood. The black nurse who stopped and kept the guys away from beating the man to death at gunpoint was awesome though.

Look at Detroit. A guy got beaten into a coma because he stopped to help a kid who ran in front of his truck.

The only thing that animalistic behavior will accomplish, is more justifiable hit-and-run accidents.

Why should I get caught up in compassion for that behavior? I carry NA meetings to inmates in jail every week, and they openly mock and insult me because I am white. I will continue to do it, because I am doing it for me.

One thing I do not have any longer, is a sense of responsibility or stewardship for a bunch of farking animals who come back to jail so quickly, it's sometimes hard to believe they ever got out in the first place.

Hey, look, everyone, an addict with sociopathic narcissist tendencies. Wow, never seen one of those before.

MichiganFTL:Pangea: Look at Detroit. A guy got beaten into a coma because he stopped to help a kid who ran in front of his truck.

That wasn't a gang thing. The guy got beat up because he was DWW (driving while white) in a black neighborhood. The black nurse who stopped and kept the guys away from beating the man to death at gunpoint was awesome though.

That part is absolutely true. The images of black nurses treating wounded KKK members is very powerful too.

That portion of my comment was more targeted at being OK with my decision not to go into communities where I would like to help, because of fear.

I don't have a solution, I just can't blame anyone who wants to turn their back on a problem that seems insurmountable and really risky to try and get involved in.

It's a sad state of affairs that I believe is based on white-flight and lack of funding for education, much of which recently is driven by vouchers. The housing restrictions of many suburbs in the 1950s certainly had a major influence on this, but what am I as an individual supposed to do at this point? It's tragic.

NickelP:zimbomba63: I love it when the "community activists" don't understand the dynamics of the communities that they're trying to activate.

yeah those silly activists that don't want prostitots and drug dealers on their corners farking up their quality of life are awful people because they aren't gang experts.

I think you meant "prostitoots". The motto of community activists should be "First, do no harm". Holding a meeting in dangerous territory, that could get one or more of the invitees killed, will not help the situation. I'm just an old white dummy, but, I grew up in Southwest side Chicago, and have a inkling of what's a good idea and what's a bad idea. The article describes a very bad idea.

NickelP:zimbomba63: I love it when the "community activists" don't understand the dynamics of the communities that they're trying to activate.

yeah those silly activists that don't want prostitots and drug dealers on their corners farking up their quality of life are awful people because they aren't gang experts.

Maybe you didn't hear, but we have a liberal President now. Prostitutes and drug dealers are now innocent victims of society, and you should be hating the WASP culture that calls them prostitutes and drug dealers instead of "professional sex workers" and "legitimate sellers of alternative medicine."

/and if you blame the criminals instead of the culture that criminalizes them, you are a racist//activists are generally not disliked for their lofty goals, but instead for the unrealistic, damaging, and inevitably futile means they always use to accomplish them///activists used to be respected, until we were forced to start calling hustlers "activists" or be branded racist

1. A ghetto isn't where you live, it's how you live. Buildings are ideologically inert.

2. You can't "solve" gang violence because the only way to make people stop being violent bags of sh*t is to make them not WANT to be violent bags of sh*t. Stupid people will admantly work agaisnt their own best interests if they never looked into something with a better ROI.

They need to stop being enforcers for a violent monopoly that claims control of a discrete territory and demands loyalty and a fraction of income from all residents therein in return for defense against other violent monopolies and various services rendered and start being soldiers.

You're sh*t. You're useless, quasi-literate at best, you are endlessly amused by violence and other people as violent as yourselves and you run around in your little pretrendy feudal fiefdoms with guns that shoot actual bullets and you wipe your flaccid, unwashed dicks on the drapes of society and you are convinced that every time you fart, piss or sit around cocking your guns that something interesting and important happens. You're not tough, you're just too stupid and lazy to support yourselves with a skill and too chickensh*t to try and live like a man.

You can't function on your own so you group together with other room temperature IQ wankers who can't function on their own either and you sit around and your little circle jerk of badassery, basking in the stink of your worthlessness and how amazing and powerful you feel in a like mindedd pack of sh*t stains who, without the rest of the wolf pack and some weapons, would be the biggest, most laughable pussies on earth. You do NOTHING, you accomplish NOTHING, you sh*t where you eat, you murder innocent people and small children at random, lie, cause, you "so cold, an' sh*t" and you act like it's an achievement.

You bark about "respeck" when the fact of the matter is, nobody respects you or should. You're violent mongoloids who learned how to squeeze a trigger on a gun you either stole or had to steal the money to get. That's it. That's your big contribution. Are people afraid of you? Of course. There is nothing quite so frightful as ignorance in action. But it's not respect. The part of the world that brings something to the table besides a fork and a hardon is largely just waiting for you to meet the violent end that you find so romantic so they can clear the tables and dance. And when they finally throw dirt on your useless ass and install a urinal on freshly turned soil, sane and worthwhile people will smile and sigh in relief. You're not even animals. If you feed and pet a ...

bunner:bunner: bunner: LazyMedia: Hey, look, everyone, an addict with sociopathic narcissist tendencies. Wow, never seen one of those before.

Look, everybody! An amateur shrink and buzzword dispenser making an appeal to the mases over something he doesn't give two sh*ts about. : )

Sorry, that was uncalled for. I need coffee.

You know what? No it wasn't. You're a judgemental prat tossing piss out of a window on a web forum at folks who are at least doing something.

And you're a self-absorbed wanker who likes to call people "animals." I don't care how farked-up gang members and prisoners are, you don't get to kick them out of the human race. Nor do you get to label every single one of them as equally evil and culpable, just because some of them make fun of your weak ass.